Jing Xingzhi’s Daily Life in Ancient Times

Wang Zhuang returned to Chief Fang’s house and recounted the story.

Fang Qichen smiled and narrowed his eyes, saying, “He was teasing you; didn’t you see?”

“He was teasing me? But I think he looks quite serious,” Wang Zhuang said honestly.

Wang Zhuang had followed Jing Xingzhi once. That time, Jing Xingzhi was always reasonable with Wang Xiang and Tan Xingwang, and then slapped them in the face.

Next, those people acted as if they were stupid, no, they were woken up. Both of them chose the right path and did not continue on the road of no return. So, in Wang Zhuang’s heart, Jing Xingzhi was really a passionate young man who hated evil so much.

Wang Zhuang stated the reasons in his heart, leaving Fang Qichen speechless.

Fang Qichen touched his chin, thinking to himself, ‘I can’t tell you that something is wrong with my little disciple.’

Although he was not hit on the head by the immortal, Fang Qichen saw the strange ability.

Fang Qichen raised his head and chose to hide about Jing Xingzhi in front of Wang Zhuang. He boasted, “I have chosen this disciple well. My vision is still the amazing as before!”

Wang Zhuang nodded and said, “Yes, Young Master Jing has a bad temper when things happen. He’s a bit hot-tempered, but his character is upright, and his attitude is really rare!”

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Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Mingyu disappeared, and Zhang Kaiwei became the person in charge of the Zhang family.

The uncle went into the cell, and the steward sent by his father was also arrested for bribing officials, leaving Zhang Kaiwei worried about everything.

Zhang Kaiwei, who had lost a lot of weight, sat at the table and asked the housekeeper, “Can’t the steward sent by father be fished out? That Shen Fang has such a tough mouth and methods, did he grow up by eating rocks?”

The steward was really not a small person. He was a member of the Zhang family and knew a lot about the Zhang family. Zhang Kaiwei wanted to fish the person out. Zhang Kaiwei asked these servants to do things, but there was no progress at all.

Just when Zhang Kaiwei was having a headache and wondering when he could leave this poor place like Huanshui, another urgent letter came from his father. The person who delivered the letter this time was his father’s staff.

Zhang Kaiwei welcomed the person into his home, then quickly opened the letter and read the contents.

After reading it, Zhang Kaiwei’s brows knitted, wondering, “Second uncle just offended Fang Qichen to death, and now we have to introduce this little Marquis to Fang Qichen? Why is my father so confused to do such a shameless thing?”

Zhang Kaiwei felt a headache, threw the letter on the table with a wave of his hand, and looked at the person sent by his father impatiently.

The man glanced at Zhang Kaiwei, then took out a letter from his arms, saying, “Young Master, there is another letter. Please read it first.”

Zhang Kaiwei took the letter hesitantly, opened it, and read it quickly.

“Is it the seedling from the Marquis Zhenyuan’s family?”

Zhang Kaiwei was shocked when he read the letter. “Why did that golden pimple wanted to come and Fang Qichen? Marquis Zhenyuan should be from the emperor? His position is not much lower than that of Fang Qichen, right?”

The Marquis Zhenyuan was originally the Earl of Dingyuan and moved up three level from the rank of earl to marquis.

Earl Dingyuan’s promotion to the rank of marquis must be traced back to the time when the late emperor went on an expedition to the frontier and died unexpectedly.

At that time, he suddenly lost his sight and faced internal and external troubles. Earl Dingyuan risked great risk and mobilized a team from the troops used to deal with foreign races outside the pass. He came back stabilized the court, and at the critical moment, helped stabilized the status of the emperor, who had just won the throne.

Despite reducing the number of troops in the field battle outside the pass, Earl Dingyuan won a great victory, shocking the ambitions of the foreign races outside the pass. The throne was stable, ensuring stability for at least ten years.

Could it be your Majesty is unhappy now? Was it possible he disliked the Marquis Zhenyuan?

With Emperor Li Yunxi’s favor, although Marquis Zhenyuan wasn’t often in the capital, his only son was almost half a nephew to the emperor.

The first letter was scrawled with the name “Little Marquis.” Zhang Kaiwei didn’t know yet that it was the “Little Marquis” of the Marquis Zhenyuan Mansion. But now that he knew, his whole body felt uneasy—it was hard to refuse!

“No wonder my father didn’t refuse, but why did he write it in two letters?” Zhang Kaiwei continued to read the letter and muttered in his heart. When he saw the end of the second letter, he finally understood why he had to write it in two letters.

The content at the end of the second letter was actually the decision to abandon his second uncle, Zhang Mingyu.

Abandoning Zhang Mingyu, this way, the degree of conflict between the Zhang family and Fang Qichen had taken a big step back.

And Zhang Kaiwei wouldn’t be so embarrassed when he met the people again.

Zhang Kaiwei felt a little dazed when he looked at the words ‘Be sensible and break up with the murderer’ written on his father’s letter.

Zhang Kaiwei was in a daze because he found that his father’s letter asking him to distance himself from his second uncle Zhang Mingyu was indeed beneficial to his reputation. Because Zhang Mingyu was the one who made mistakes, it was only right to be kept away from him.

However, Zhang Kaiwei had had a lot of contact with his second uncle in the past two years. Although he doesn’t like this second uncle very much, criticizing Zhang Mingyu in public to gain a reputation of being selfless was a bit… difficult for him to do.

“Eldest Young Master, the letter needs to be burned. The master said that after entertaining the little marquis, the young master can return to the capital. The master also received the official school admission notice, but there was no name on the post. Your stepmother is making a fuss about giving it to the second young master, and the master is in unsure, so you better finish your work quickly.”

“No need to say anything; I will do it well.”

Zhang Kaiwei listened to this man’s words, and a flash of Zhang Mingyu’s past comments about him being useless crossed his mind. Holding the letter, he nodded.